Eternal Life from Talisman Painting

Chapter 793: Chapter 376: Sealing Demon Altar, Deadly Aurora

Most demonized creatures will slaughter and attack all prey they see, whether they are human cultivators or fellow demon beasts, all are on the menu.

"According to the jade scroll, many Nascent Soul cultivators were initially worried, but after discovering the benefits, they gradually put those worries aside."

Originally, these high-level demon beasts were well hidden, but the attacks of these demonized demon beasts became easy prey for many human cultivators.

A battle between prey and hunters ensues.

"Demonized demon beasts, cultivators, and the outflow of treasures within the Secret Realm, coupled with some with ulterior motives in the shadows, cause chaos in the Sea Abyss..."

Upon seeing this, Lin Chang’an came to an understanding of why the Demon Beast Abyss was frequently in turmoil.

"The Sealing Demon Altar is rumored to not be the only one in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, suppressing giants from the demon world, involving ancient secrets of battles where human cultivators and the demon race teamed up."

Lin Chang’an frowned; this matter may just be a rumor in the Immortal Cultivation Realm for the lifespan of Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators.

But for him, preparing for Nascent Soul Formation, with a lifespan of at least a thousand years in the future, he increasingly wanted to understand the secrets of the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

"These secrets of the Immortal Cultivation Realm are truly irresistible."

He thought of his Lifebound Treasure and the Profound Celestial Immortal Vine, as with higher cultivation, his vision and knowledge expanded.

He increasingly felt that treasures like the Fusang Divine Tree and Profound Celestial Immortal Vine might not be creations of this realm.

Moreover, such spiritual objects being eroded by demonic qi to this extent clearly speaks to an incredibly long passage of time.

What secrets lie deep within the Cloud Mist Mountain Range?

Why have Nascent Soul cultivators fallen?

"What exactly happened in ancient times, what agreements exist between the human race and the demon race? Also, this demonic qi, and the Fusang Divine Tree.

Could it really be like the legends from ancient times, where cultivators from the upper realms brought treasures from the celestial realm to battle the demon race?"

Having lived so long, and especially after obtaining the inheritance of the Yin Soul Sect, Lin Chang’an’s understanding of the Immortal Cultivation Realm is evidently not something an ordinary Core Formation cultivator can compare to.

"Though I yearn for these secrets of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, they’re still too distant for me. I must first become a Nascent Soul cultivator to have the qualifications to discuss these secrets."

Looking at the jade scroll in his hand, Lin Chang’an couldn’t help but smile. The more secrets the Immortal Cultivation Realm held, the more fascinating and enviable it became.

...

"Master!"

The night was as dark as ink, swallowing the endless sea surface.

This evening, the sky was overcast with clouds, and the Sword Servant’s light call made Lin Chang’an slowly lift his head.

Suddenly, an aurora tore through the night sky, like a breathtaking sword light cast by a supreme being, yet without a trace of killing intent.

Initially, there was a faint green light, which then explosively expanded into countless colorful ribbons, covering the entire sky.

"This is the Aurora of the Demon Beast Abyss!"

At this moment, Lin Chang’an’s eyes reflected a celestial spectacle unattainable by cultivators, even the usually active Phoenix Cry Bird showed a look of wonder, staring blankly at this scene.

The colored ribbons were not static but slowly flowed, as if possessing life, resembling the sash of a fairy from the nine heavens, emitting an enchanting and dreamy radiance.

Purple, dark green, deep blue, scarlet gold... all sorts of colors interwoven and transformed, casting bizarre reflections on the inky, turbulent sea below.

Between the sea and sky, Lin Chang’an sat on the broad back of the Cyan-Horned Bull, enveloped in this eerie glow.

"Such a celestial spectacle, one wonders what realm of cultivation one must reach to accomplish this with a wave of a hand."

Yet at this moment, Lin Chang’an narrowed his eyes slightly, the leisurely appreciation of the beauty in his heart instantly dissipating, replaced by deep vigilance.

Underneath this breathtakingly beautiful aurora, who knows how many man-eating demon beasts and lurking dangers lie hidden?

This light is a gift from the heavens, but also its silent warning.

"What a pity, to be disturbed at this moment."

Lin Chang’an’s light sigh expressed his irritation and impatience at having his moment of leisure disrupted.

With that single sigh, the Phoenix Cry Bird transformed into a golden light and retreated into the Spirit Beast Bag.

"Moo!"

The Cyan-Horned Bull also showed a look of annoyance. Such a beautiful celestial spectacle is not only appreciated by humans but by demon beasts as well, naturally displeased to be disturbed.

"Master!" the Sword Servant remained on guard, a black sword already appearing in their hand.

"This unexpected visitor really picked the wrong time."

In Lin Chang’an’s calm tone, the familiar Sword Servant understood that his master was annoyed.

...

In the distance, hidden on an island, four Core Formation cultivators showed looks of excitement.

"Leader Fan, you’ve truly outdone yourself, being able to even predict this aurora."

"No wonder Leader Fan told us to wait a while longer."

"Hehe, the kid surely never imagined that our Leader Fan mastered divination, having seen his generous spending back in Sea Abyss City..."

The leader, called Fan, had long gray-white hair tied meticulously at the back with a simple wooden hairpin.

His face was gaunt, covered with fine, deep wrinkles like the rings of an ancient tree, each one seemingly inscribed with endless years and wisdom.

"Alright, if it weren’t for you guys having dealt with this person for two spiritual objects, I wouldn’t have divined his return to the Five Dragons Island Sea Region in a few days."

At this moment, Leader Fan’s lips curved in a humble yet hypocritical smile, holding a finely made tortoise shell and a few copper coins in his hand.

The path of divination requires certain clues as a basis. If one were to divine out of thin air, the difficulty is immense, with a large possibility of inaccuracy and even confusion.